Just for a moment I have the clarity that I enjoyed as a child. The majority of my days are filled with those thoughts of day to day life that I am certain the majority of us wish we could forget. We mistakenly call these thoughts our lives, and without constant remembrance that these events are a far cry from such, we easily return to that presumption... As such my head spins, I feel ill and can not recall who I even am. What are my goals, how did I get where I am, where will I go from here, and why will I... The confusion harps upon me and I can not bare the thought of existance with, or without these thoughts that have become my life... I wish that I could write more on the subject, but I just remembered I have to finish making out my bills so as to put them in the mail tomarrow...
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